You run around town like a fool and you think that it’s groovy You’re givin’ it to some other guy Who gives you the eye You don’t give nothin’ to me You painted a smile and you dress all the while to excite me But don’t you know you’re turning me on I know that it’s wrong But I can’t stop the pain inside me Baby, love really hurts without you Love really hurts without you And it’s breaking my heart, but what can I do Baby, Love really hurts without you Love really hurts through and through And it’s breaking my heart, but what can I do without you You walk like a dream and you make like you’re queen of the action You’re using ev’ry trick in the book The way that you look You’re really something to see You cheat and you lie to impress any guy that you fancy But don’t you know I’m out of my mind So give me a sign And help to ease the pain inside me Baby, love really hurts without you Love really hurts without you And it’s breaking my heart But what can I do, baby Love really hurts without you Love really hurts through and through And it’s breaking my heart But what can I do without you Oh, baby, love really hurts without you Love really...Read More
Autore: Billy Joel
Well I’m on the Downeaster Alexa And I’m cruisin’ through Block Island Sound I have charted a course to the vineyards But tonight I am Nantucket bound. We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday And left this morning from the bell in Gardiner’s Bay Like all the locals here I’ve had to sell my home Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone So I could own my Downeaster Alexa And I go where the ocean is deep There are giants out there in the canyons And a good captain can’t fall asleep I’ve got bills to pay and children who need clothes I know there’s fish out there but where God only knows They say these waters aren’t what they used to be But I’ve got people back on land who count on me So if you see my Downeaster Alexa And if you work with the rod and the reel Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis And I still have my hands on the wheel Now I drive my Downeaster Alexa More and more miles from shore every year Since they told me I can’t sell no stripers And there’s no luck in swordfishing here I was a Bayman like my father was before Can’t make a living as a Bayman anymore There ain’t much future for a man who works the...Read More
If it seems like I’ve been lost In let’s remember If you think I’m feeling older And missing my younger days Oh, then you should have known Me much better ‘Cause my past is somethin that never Got in my way Oh no Still I would not be here now If i never had the hunger And I’m not ashamed to say The wild boys were my friends Oh ‘Cause I never felt the desire ‘Till their music set me on fire And then I was saved, yeah That’s why I’m keeping the faith Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keeping the faith We wore old matador boots Only Flagg Brothers had them with a Cuban heel Iridescent socks with the same color shirt And a tight pair of chinos Oh I put on my shark skin jacket You know the kind with the velvet collar And ditty-bop shades Oh yeah I took a fresh pack of Luckies And a mint called Sen-Sen My old man’s Trojans And his Old Spice aftershave Oh Combed my hair in a pompadour Like the rest of the Romeos wore A permanent wave Yeah We were keeping the faith Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Keeping the faith You can get just so much From a good thing You can linger too long In your dreams Say goodbye to the Oldies but goodies ‘Cause the good ole...Read More
Come out, Virginia. Don’t let me wait. You Catholic girls start much too late, Oh, but sooner or later, it comes down to fate. I might as well be the one. Well, they showed you a statue, told you to pray. They built you a temple and locked you away, Oh, but they never told you the price that you pay For things that you might have done. Only the good die young. That’s what I said Only the good die young Only the good die young You might’ve heard I run with a dangerous crowd. We ain’t too pretty. We ain’t too proud. We might be laughing a bit too loud, Oh, but that never hurt no one. So come on, Virginia, show me a sign, Send up a signal. I’ll throw you a line. The stained-glass curtain you’re hiding behind Never lets in the sun, Darlin’ only the good die young Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa I tell ya, only the good die young Only the good die young You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation. You got a brand new soul Mmmmm, and a cross of gold, But, Virginia, they didn’t give you quite enough information. You didn’t count on me When you were counting on your rosary. Oh oh ooh They say there’s a heaven for those who will wait....Read More
A picture postcard A folded stub A program of the play File away your photographs Of your holiday And your mementos Will turn to dust But that’s the price you pay For every year’s a souvenir That slowly fades away Every year’s a souvenir That slowly fades...Read More
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